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POV: Leah

Pulling up to the hospital to pick him up was so surreal. It still hasn’t sunk in that it has been over two weeks since Monica tragically died. A lot has happened, but right now I think it was for the best.

Every time I close my eyes, I relieve the day she tried to kill me. Running through the what-if and what-could-have-been scenarios. Had Jared not cut the lights when he did, I don’t know that I would be here.

Martin and Hendrix took a shot in the dark and hit Monica. Neither will speak on who aimed for the head and who aimed for the heart. Some FBI partner secrecy, but both were amazing shots to be taken in the pitch-black.

They were well-trained and aimed to take down the enemy. I am still getting used to Jenny dating an FBI agent. She and Martin had a loyal relationship; I guess she knew the whole time who he worked for, or she suspected it.

I didn’t attend the funeral, but I was happy that Jared went with Cameron for support. There was a time when he loved her. I could tell as he glanced back at her laying there lifeless, and a tear fell from his eye.

It was hard to not think about Adrian bleeding out when I thought of Monica. There has been so much death in my life. I needed a change and a chance to start over.

Thinking of Adrian in the hospital flooded my head with a ton of emotions. There were constant daily reminders that he almost didn’t make it. And I couldn’t hear a firework without having a panic attack.

It was time for closure, that’s why I left New York. I finally mustered up the courage to pack my things and leave. Leaving the apartment to Jenny and Martin and putting in my two weeks’ notice with Jared.

He of course didn’t make me work the two weeks out. Instead, he came over to help me pack and load the moving truck. After the shooting, our sexual relationship was friend-zoned.

Everyone needed a fresh start. I had no clue what I wanted to be when I grew up but being stuck in a mundane life wasn’t working for me. Monica’s death really shocked us all as we took a step back to actually process our feelings.

It was easy for Cameron to move on once he found out it wasn’t his baby. He was young and rich with a taste for toxic relationships. His need to travel and make memories made up for his lost sense of a relationship.

Jared took time to grieve the loss of our friendship. He had grown up taking care of me and it was good for him to move on. Having a daughter filled him with enough love for one lifetime.

Graham was so shaken after Monica died that he left for Colorado that night. I don’t blame him for not sticking around. He’ll make someone a very happy wife one day.

As for Adrian, there was a cosmic pull to him that I kept denying. I remember lying in bed after having sex and just thinking about him. We have had a push-and-pull relationship, but it was time to break that cycle.

Neither one of us wanted children or marriage, yet we excitedly await the day our daughter is born. I wasn’t emotionally available when he gave me his version of what he thought love was. When I thought I was ready to reciprocate, it was just a mimic of his actions because I never took the time to understand how I wanted to love.

They say love is a tricky thing. We find it when we aren’t looking, and we only learn to express it when we truly accept the fact we are deserving of love. Having a near-life-ending experience has taught me that I do deserve love, but that I am also capable of showing love.

And now I sit here, waiting for him to be discharged from the hospital. I had been living in a hotel here and visiting him daily while he underwent three surgeries and a blood transfusion. Unsure if he was going to make it the first few days did a number on my heart.

The last couple of weeks gave us time to communicate without the distractions from the world outside. My head was telling me to let him go and move far away, but my heart pleaded for me to hear him out. For once in my life, I followed my heart and it lead me to the start of something new. It was time to see where our relationship could go.

After all, we have a daughter on the way. We decided to name her after our mothers using their middle names. *Lillian Violet Beneventi.

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POV: Adrian

The nurse rolled me out to a car parked in front of the entrance. It wasn’t the typical car that I had been traveling in for the last eight years, but I needed to get un-used to that. That’s when I saw her step out of the driver's seat.

“Leah! You got a car?”, I asked.

“Yes! I figured it was time for me to grow up and move on.”, she smiled as she rubbed her belly.

She helped me get into the car, but with my ego, I tried to do the most work myself. Neither one of us had a place to live, so we went back to her hotel room. It wasn’t as fancy as the Daybreak, but she was all that I needed.

The ride was quiet. I knew that she had been seeing a therapist to deal with her childhood trauma, but I didn’t know it was going so well. I read her case file when Hendrix placed her photo on the investigation board and it revealed a lot about her personality.

It was nice to finally be alone with her. I had talked the nurse at the hospital into helping me plan something for tonight. And I got the doctor to write a note because I knew she would protest for the sake of my injuries.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed trying to tie her shoes, so it was a perfect time. I walked over to my bag and pulled out a silk blindfold. Crawling across the bed, I waited for her to sit up before slipping it over her eyes and tying it.

“What’s this?”, she reached up to touch it.

“If you don’t want this all you have to do is say no and I will stop.”, the words I have spoken to her since I met her.

“And what exactly am I agreeing to if I stay silent?”, she spoke as she did the first night, we were together.

I gripped behind her neck, “Lay back for me and don’t speak.”.

Moving off of the bed, I knelt down in front of her. She still had one shoe on, so I slowly unlaced it and slipped it off. Then I ran my hands up each of her legs, gripping her at the thighs before standing up.

Grabbing the band of her leggings, “Lift your hips.”.

She protested, “Adrian, we can’t. You’re still recovering.”.

As I pulled them down, her lace panties came down too.

“Ah, ah, ah. Shhh. Don’t speak.”, I leaned over to plant a kiss on her lips.

“I hope you don’t like this shirt.” before she could answer I ripped it in half starting at the neck.

I will buy her another one. For now, I just wanted to see all of her and take in her body. Every curve, even the new beautiful curves of her belly.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts were larger and firm to the touch. Giving him a quick squeeze and nibble caused her back to arch.

Enjoying the teasing so I kissed my way down her belly. Planting soft kisses down the dark line that ran from her belly button to her pubic bone. Each kiss elicited a weak moan from her.

Spread wide and dripping wet, I wasn’t up for teasing her anymore. I quickly removed my pants and released my cock, watching as it fell on her. She was ready for me too because she was reaching down to grab me.

"You relax.”, I ordered her and then took my shirt off to cuff her hands together with it.

Her hands tied above her head, I grabbed her thighs and pulled her ass off the edge of the bed. Holding her there, I steadied my cock before slowly sliding it in. There was no need to self-lubricate because she was soaking wet.

Moaning and arching her back gave me permission to increase my pace. I leaned forward to rest one of my arms on the bed as my hips did all of the work. She was slightly falling off of the bed, but that worked to my advantage.

Each time I pulled out she started to slide off of the bed. When I rammed into her, she fell onto me. This deepened the connection between us and increased our pleasure.

“Yes, Adrian. Fuck. Harder!”, she moaned for more.

“Say you are mine.”, I wanted to hear it and not in some dream.

“I am yours. Yes!”, I needed those words.

With all of my force, I thrust into her at a savage pace. My thighs and core burned with the passionate need to please her. Her breasts bounced with the rhythm of my hips.

Rocking back and forth as I stood up tall. Holding onto both of her thighs, I plunged forward with all of my might. Our bodies were dripping sweat and we were both nearing completion.

“Don’t come until I tell you to.”, I ordered.

“I am about to…”, my counting cut her off.

“5…”, I watched as each thrust filled her.

“4…”, she grabbed the bedsheets and held on tight.

“3…”, her back arched off of the bed.

“2…”, she held her breath.

“1 now you can come for me.”.

Our bodies came in unison as we moaned. Her inner muscles spasmed around my throbbing cock. We held on to the release until we both regulated our breathing.

I watched as both of our orgasms dripped from her when I pulled out. She was mine now and that meant taking complete care of her. Pulling off her blindfold and untying her arms before I carried her to the shower.

Bathing her was one of my fondest memories of our times together. The sex was always amazing, but I knew she was different when I willingly let go of my womanizer ways after meeting her. I hadn’t touched another woman since our night in the Red Room.

The warm water fell down her body as I caressed her under the stream. Rubbing her belly as she rested her head on my chest. I wanted this and not just for the night, forever.

At this moment, I realized that I wasn't obsessed or addicted to her body, I was in love with her, and nothing would change that.

I did the only thing my heart begged for, “Leah, will you marry me?”.

An awkward silence broke as she giggled, then she grabbed my face and pulled me in for a long deep kiss.

“I thought you would never ask.”, she replied.

“Is that a yes?”, I questioned.

“Yes, yes, it is Adrian.”, she leaned in for another kiss.

I wasn't searching for love, nor did I want it. I pushed her away to keep the oath I made myself long ago. The baby didn't make me fall in love with her, she did that all by herself without knowing.

-The End-

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